His Perfect Prize

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I thought survival was enough—until they came for me next.

My father went to prison for a crime he swore he didn’t commit. By morning, the city buried me with him. Accounts frozen. Reputation destroyed. My life was erased overnight.

He left me one instruction:

If they come for you… go to Eidolon. Ask for Vex.

Eidolon isn’t a club. It’s where power hides its sins.

I went in desperate—and became the prize.

Then he found me.

Vex. Masked. Ruthless. Untouchable.

A man who doesn’t save people—he claims them.

He says he’s protecting me. But his hand at my waist feels like ownership, not safety.

And the deeper I fall into his world, the more I realize—

My father wasn’t just framed. He was sacrificed.

Now I’m the leverage meant to finish the job.

Run…

or stay long enough to realize—

I was never meant to escape him.

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